While walking my friend’s dog I find myself thinking about the fact that he is a separate form of life and I am a separate form of life and the blade of grass is a separate form of life so too the ants and mosquitos. All for the moment animated, busy believing we are separate though the life force inside each of us performs the same magic trick. In Robert De Niro voice – you talking to me? It struck me in The Banshees of Inisherin, when Colm explains to Pádriac, he wants to spend the rest of his life doing things for which he will be remembered, that that is the motivation artists often have. Launching messages in a bottle to the unknown future, imagining people uncorking and perhaps putting to use what you did be it films or dance, poetry or music.